Doomsday black cat is not cute

Chapter 199 My name is Jiang Sang
With gloomy eyes, Jiang Han said gloomily, "How do you want to die? I will make your death look good."

Jiang Han tried his best to grin slightly, full of evil charm.

"Hahahaha." The old witch seemed to have heard the best joke. Jiang Han is a waste who can't sign a contract. Now he looks skinny and will fall apart when the wind blows. How dare he threaten to kill her here?
Jiang Han didn't care about the old witch's ridicule, he got off the bed and walked towards the old witch, his skinny bones looked so thin.

He stretched his hands, bones creaking...

"Yeah, Jiang Han is a waste, but I'm not him!" There was a cruel smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

His seemingly skinny hands quickly grabbed the old hag's neck.

"Zizz..."

The two big snakes came in upon hearing the master's call, spitting out red snake letters.

"Go away, I can walk around you and not die." The man looked at the two pythons with disdain.

The two pythons seemed to understand, but instead of leaving, they attacked Jiang Han.

Because once the master dies, they die too.

"Things that don't know how to live or die." His eyes froze, and Jiang Han let go of the old witch's neck.

Jiang Han opened his hands, and two streams of black-green liquid emerged from his palms.

Those two boa constrictors were touched by the liquid, and rolled on the ground in pain....

Zizi...

Half of the bodies of the two huge pythons instantly melted away.

"You, you, you actually have such a terrifying ability! This should be mine, it's mine, the sacred fruit is mine!" Seeing the liquid coming out of Jiang Han's hand, the old witch easily pulled her big snake Swallowed, she was emotional, and the flesh on her face trembled.

Jiang Han turned his head and looked at her, as if looking at a dead person.

"Oh? The sacred fruit is yours? Do you want to pick it with your hands? Left hand? Or right hand? Then the left hand."

After finishing speaking, the black and green liquid came out of Jiang Han's hand, and directly directed at the old hag's left palm.

Zizizi...

The left palm instantly turned jet black.

"My hand, my hand." The old hag stepped back in horror and leaned against the table.

Jiang Han approached step by step, and lightly touched her black hand.

"Oh, it fell..."

The black left palm fell to the ground, the blood gushing from the wrist...
"Ah!!!" The old witch let out a heart-piercing scream.

"pain···."

"You know it hurts too? Only that kid Jiang Han can make you torture like this, but I really want to thank you very much. If it wasn't for you, how would I get out?"

The cold look in the young man's eyes made the old hag shudder.

"You, who are you?" The old hag covered her bleeding wrist, trying her best to restrain the severe pain of severed hand.

The look in this look is completely different from the previous weak and dim look, even completely opposite!

"I can tell you that there is a price to pay."

The young man pointed lightly, and the black and green poisonous gas from the fingertips reached the old hag's left foot.

In an instant, his left foot turned jet black....

"I, I don't want to know." The old hag regretted and wanted to run, but her left foot was black, and when she moved, even the shoe of that black left foot was broken.

"Ahh..."

Her, her feet.

The old hag fell directly to the ground...

In an instant, a large piece of red blood was left on the ground....

The old hag's voice became extremely weak...

"My name is Jiang Sang."

The old witch had no strength to speak, but she still wanted to make a final struggle.

Her other hand slowly reached into her pocket, soon, soon....

She's almost there.

(End of this chapter)